You made your mind on seeing the woman with the breasts that you had to see to believe. You entered the concrete building and made your way through the corridors, before seeing a sign with the poster from outside, pointing at a door. You made your way to the door, before opening it, not surprised to see the woman from the poster sitting in a recliner by the corner of the room, alone.
Her breasts were so large that they touched the floor, and her body was also quite nice. She had quite a bit of fat, but she must have been no older than thirty five. She had long brown hair, and a sign behind her that read 'Esmerelda'. She was grinning at the sight of you approaching her, as she must have not had many visitors, judging on how nobody seemed to be walking with you on your way to her room.
"Greetings, I am Esmerelda, and if you wouldn't mind, please come close." She said as you followed her soothing voice towards the woman, where she jiggled her naked breasts for you. Your eyes couldn't help but stare at the colossal boobs, as she smiled, watching you the whole time.
"Feel free to touch them, I love it when someone rubs my nipples." She says to you, so you do. You pick her breast from the floor and start to move your hand around her gigantic nipple. You grow erect as she laughs. You do this for quite some time, before to your shock the nipple opens up. You stand in confusion for a second, before your hand falls into her breast. You freak out as her nipple closes on your hand, and begin to work it's way up your arm, not unlike a mouth slurping food.
She laughs harder as the pace picks up, with you now elbow deep into this woman's tit. You feel your arm start to grow soggy with her milk as she swallows harder with her breast, pulling your face up to the boob. You scream for help as your head is engulfed, giving you a surprisingly well lit view into the milky pit of her breast. Your other arm is soon consumed as well, before your entire torso is inside of the woman's chest.
You struggle for all that you're worth before her breast slurps up the rest of your legs. You bang on the inside, as your clothes start to melt into milk. You panic as the thought of being stuck consumes your thoughts. You hit hopelessly on the fleshy walls surrounding you, in a last ditch effort to plead for mercy.
"Please!" You yell. "What are you doing to me?!" You ask her, before she tells you that she is
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